Chapter 149

Kashton watched Elvis on the surveillance footage, then spun around and hurried off, his steps quick and urgent.

"Kashton, where are you going?" Xavier shouted.

Kashton glanced back at the clueless guy. "Let's get out of here, pronto! Elvis is on a rampage. You wanna stick around for a beating?"

Xavier was speechless. He redirected his gaze back to the monitor, only to see Elvis's face fill the screen.

The screen wobbled a bit, then whooshed into a straight line, and broke down with a pop.

"Ah! Hold up, Kashton!" Xavier yelled before he bolted out the door after him.

*****

In the couple's private room, after everything had settled down, Juliet shouted at Elvis.

"I'll take the blame!" Elvis said without turning his head.

"Damn, Elvis, what are you gonna take responsibility with?" she said, thinking about her pretty face.

Elvis tossed the mini camera to the floor and smashed it with his black crocodile-skin shoes.

"Isn't plastic surgery all the rage now? How much will it cost? I'll cover it!" Elvis said, his voice cold and heavy.

"Elvis, you're out of your mind! Do I look like I need money?" Juliet was really not in the mood to deal with him, and with a kick of her high heels, she lay down on the sofa.

'Damn it! Can't go out. Can't play with the phone. No entertainment at all. Might as well just sleep,' Juliet thought.

After a moment, she got up and took a small whip from the wall.

Standing on the sofa, she raised the small whip in her hand and warned Elvis, "Don't touch me! Otherwise, I'll make you regret it!" After saying that, she cracked the whip in the air, just like a queen declaring war. Elvis narrowed his eyes, sat at the end of the other sofa, leaned back, and crossed his arms over his chest.

Seeing his reaction, Juliet laid down on the couch too, which was just the right size for a comfy snooze.

just right for a

edge, was a light sleeper. Hearing the whip drop from Juliet's hand, he opened his eyes and glanced at the woman

escaping, one hand on her

This woman can sleep like a log no matter where she is!'

to drift back to sleep, but found

time in thirty-two years, a woman other than that lady had invaded his thoughts,

a feeling that made him deeply uneasy. He forced himself to try

into a deep

had been hers from the start. Under the

was a loud thud as she tumbled to the floor. Though a rug cushioned her fall, she hit the sharp

a racket falling, and he hadn't stirred at

Darn it!

on the

over, Elvis's cold brown eyes cracked open slightly, flickered, and then closed again. He was distant and indifferent down to his

*****

wrapped up their voice chat when a knock

of the knock was telltale of

so late. What

find Carlos clad in a light gray cotton pajama set, looking

opened the door

guarding against

the slim opening to see Mikayla in

pajamas, her figure

display from his vantage

en

from last night was still fresh in his mind, making

an awkward smile, as

hand and pushed the

soft sound, indicating that

risk. If the two of them were alone in a room, he would lose control again. Thinking about last

intended to do certainly counted as

allowing Carlos to enter, but she let him

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